This is a weird thought I had today on the 8.33 from Shrewsbury to Birmingham International. I was thinking about famous people and I was wondering whether I will be famous one day. I had dreams of first class travel as standard, book signings in Waterstones and / or art openings at Tate Modern. So, I decided that if I am to become a famous artist or writer, someone might want to make a film of my life. If so, someone would need to play the part of me. I’m sure many people have wondered ‘Who is going to play me in a movie of my life?’ It’s not an uncommon weird thought.

The train of weird thoughts

But then I decided that that wasn’t likely to happen. I don’t see a future of artworld infamy or publishing sensation book tours. So I decided that, statistically, it was more likely to happen that someone I know becomes famous rather than me. It might be a relative (Dave Gorman), an old friend (Russell Fuller), someone I have studied art with (Jonny Ive – sort of, he went to the same school as me), someone I have worked with (Susie Dent). And therefor someone might one day make a film of that person’s life (that’s four possibles already after ten minutes of thinking about it). If they are a good friend of mine or someone who’s path I crossed many times (so not Jonny Ives, except possibly past the lockers), then there’s a chance I might need to appear in the film. If so, of course someone would need to play me.

I wonder if he enjoyed his Walton High experience?

So the weird thought is: everyone should ponder the following, whether they see a life of future fame or not: ‘Who is going to play me in a movie?’

I’d be content for Kiera to play me in the movie of someone else’s life

It could happen. So keep an eye on your friends – they may one day have their name in lights or find themselves on TV. I’ve thought of four easy possibles, how many do you have?